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An embodiment of peace and holy joy:

Brother Francis Maluf, M.I.C.M.,

(July 19, 1913 September 05, 2009)


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On the black habit our

brothers wear, the ca-

puche is signed with a

blazon of the Immaculate Heart

of Mary, surrounded by a chain.It is the emblem of holy slavery,

and it comes from the seal of

our order. The Heart of Mary is

easily recognized by the sword

that transxes it, the ve white

roses that surround it, and the

ame that surmounts it. When we are asked about the sword

as we often are it is a wonderful opportunity to explain the

sorrows of the Blessed Virgin, and how her Heart was wound-

ed on Calvary when Jesus Heart was pierced by the lance of

Longinus. Our Lord already having given up the ghost, He

could not feel the pain. This was in fulllment of holy Sime -ons prophecy: And thy own soul a sword shall pierce, that,

out of many hearts, thoughts may be revealed (Luke 2:35).

The Mother of God is truly the Virgin most sorrowful.

Her many sorrows culminated in the most bitter of them all,

beholding the passion and death of her Son. Excepting only the

Man of Sorrows Himself, never has anyone been plunged into

the torrent of sorrow as was

the Holy Virgin. Strengthened

by the virtue (and the gift) of

fortitude, however, Mary was

not morose or gloomy. She

remained strong. Moreover,she is ttingly called in song

and prose the happy Virgin,

the joyful Virgin, and the

blessedVirgin blessed,

beata in Latin, means happy,

prosperous, fortunate: concepts closely allied with joy.

Being immaculately conceived, and further possessed of a

super-plenitude of spiritual gifts truly rendering her All Holy

(Panagia, as our Eastern brethren call her), Mary has a more

just claim on the emotion of joy than any other sheer creature.

What is joy? It is an act of the will delighting in the pos-

session of a loved good. It is a rational version of the sensibleappetite called delight. Whereas diverse bodily goods and

pleasures give us delight, just as they do for brute animals, joy

is a delight unique to rational creatures. Its opposite is sorrow,

a passion undergone in the presence of an evil we hate.

We sinners delight in all sorts of base things, even when

we try to be good. Saint Thomas notes that our lower natures

can take delight in things that our reason rejects. This is not

deliberate, and is part of that war Saint Paul speaks of in such

graphic terms: For the esh lusteth against the spirit: and the

spirit against the esh; for these are contrary one to another

so that you do not the things that you would (Gal. 5:17). But

so many times, we take delight and even joy in fool

ish things, things that ought, rather, to make us weep. Marys

joys, by contrast, were all righteous. Having no concupiscenceMary lacked the disorder we all experience. And if joy is de

lighting in the possession of a loved good, consider for a mo

ment what might occasion Our Ladys joy, even before her glo

rious Assumption: Sanctifying Grace in an eminent degree

the Gifts of the Holy Ghost operating at their apex; the infused

and acquired virtues exercised in an heroic degree; the visible

presence of the Incarnate Word, whom she conceived in her

mind before conceiving in her womb (says Saint Augustine)

the affection of her Virgin Spouse, Saint Joseph; and other

manifold favors bestowed upon her by the Trinity with

each Person of whom she stood in special intimate relation, as

Daughter, Mother, Spouse.Truly could she tell Saint Elizabeth, My spirit hath re

joicedin God my savior (Luke 1:47)!

In this, as in so many things, Our Lady stands as our exem

plar. We may not be cognizant of the fact, but what we are con

sidering here actually entails a sacred obligation of our Faith

for Holy Scripture admonishes us in manifold ways to rejoice

Often this is stated as a direct command:

For the rest, brethren, rejoice, be perfect, take ex-

hortation, be of one mind, have peace; and the God of

peace and of love shall be with you (2 Cor. 13:11).

As to the rest, my brethren, rejoice in the Lord (Phil.

3:1). Rejoice in the Lord always; again, I say, rejoice (Phil.

4:4).

Always rejoice (I Thess. 6:16).

But if you partake of the sufferings of Christ, rejoice

that when his glory shall be revealed, you may also be

glad with exceeding joy (1 Pet. 4:13).

And these things we write to you, that you may re-

joice, and your joy may be full (1 John 1:4).

How perfectly Mary fullled these evangelical admoni

tions! According to Saint Thomas, joy is an act, not a vir

tue, so we are not talking about something that perdures

constantly. Each joy of Mary, then, was a discreet event, adistinct act. How many joys did she have? Originally, there

were ve joys of the Virgin. Later, that number increased to

seven, nine, and even fteen in medieval literature, although

seven remained the commonest number, and others are rarely

found in art. The ve joys of Mary are mentioned in the 14th

century poem, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, as a source

of Gawains strength. The devotion was especially popular in

pre-Reformation England (Wikipedia article on the Joys of

Mary).

To fRiendsofThe CRusade:The Joyful heaRTof MaRy

Br. Andr Marie, M.I.C.M., Prior

What is joy? It is

an act of the will

delighting in thepossession of a

loved good.

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ear Reader,

Seek after peace and

pursue it. These words

of the Psalms were taken up like

a war banner by Saint Benedict.Everybody seeks after peace, but

not everyone seeks after it in the

right places, and hardly anyone

pursues peace. Have you ever

played hide-and-go-seek with

the variation that you have to run

after the person and tag them after you have found them? This

could be an illustration of that quote from the Psalms. Peace

is that elusive haven that every human heart craves. Saint Au -

gustine says, Our hearts are restless, O God, until they rest in

Thee. So it is this restlessness that makes us desire peace.

Most people try to distract themselves from this desire, thiscraving for peace, by lling their lives with noise and activity.

In a way, this works very well at least as well as the starving

person is distracted from his hunger pains by whacking himself

in the head with a coconut that he is not eating. But for a real

solution to the gnawing desire for peace in our hearts, we will

have to seek in silence and in solitude.

When a soul has been forced, so to speak, to seek peace

in silence and solitude (think of people who plan trips to the

mountains, or solitary hiking trips, or shing excursions on a

quiet lake), he gets a little delightful hint of what it means to

possess that peace; but he does not possess it. A person who

possesses peace brings it back with him even into the noisy tur-bulence of a large city. And so, the person who merely seeks

peace, but does not pursue it, ends up with less peace rather than

more as he heightens his appetite for peace yet does not fulll

it. Why would a hungry person merely want to see a banquet

or smell its delightful aroma and then die without eating it and

being satised?

Why? Because that famished person may see that there are

many serious difculties to overcome and much effort to be ex-

pended in order to put that rst bite of satisfaction into his mouth

and to remain blissfully feasting at this banquet. And so it is that

very few people in fact, only the saints not only seek after

peace but pursue it, because very few are willing to pay the pricethey have to pay in order to get it. Pursuing peace means that

after we have glimpsed it by Gods grace, we strive with all our

hearts to take the means to embrace it to tackle it to not let

it go. And so now, if you are reading this article not merely in the

silence and solitude of a room but in the silence and solitude of

your heart, you will sense this desire for peace you will have

begun to seek it.

And to pique your appetite, to focus your view on what you

are seeking, lets take a second to think of what peace is. Peace

is the tranquility of order. Looking at this denition is like

hearing the ingredients for the recipes used in that sumptuous

banquet you are desiring. Peace! This order is partially inside

of ourselves and partially between ourselves and God. Imagine

that you are walking along with your very best friend in a mostdelightful conversation and knowing that there doesnt have to

be any end to this, and that every worry and unpleasant expe

rience is nonexistent. No, this

isnt a description of heaven.

This is actually a description of

how Adam walked with God

in the Garden before the Fall.

Without speaking of heaven

itself, we can lay hold on the

Essence of heaven, even in this

life, who is God. Our hearts

are restless until they rest inThee, O God. Repose in God

is the end of the spiritual life.

But what is the restless-

ness of which Saint Augustine

speaks and where does it come

from? When our rst parents rebelled against God in the Gar

den of Eden, the order was lost in our soul, and this disorder is

known to us as concupiscence. And so, in the little kingdom

of our soul, our intellect and will are supposed to have charge

over the passions, directing them to good ends. But we often

experience instead that our passions lead us, and as our intellec

and will follow, we end up acting like irrational animals. Whatfollows upon this disorder is the unhappiness of sin. Can you

imagine waking up in the morning and having your passions

(also called emotions or appetites) effortlessly assisting you to

do things all day long which are for your health and happiness

instead of having to ght against them? You know, wouldnt i

be nice to have an aversion for that chocolate fudge sundae rath

er than an insatiable desire for it when you know that you need

to lose one hundred pounds to be healthy?

So now, Dear Reader, do you want to take a new view

on prayer, daily duty, penance, the practice of vir

tue, and the sacraments? These commonplace and some

times unpleasant things are the means to pursue the peace thatyou desire.

When you nish reading this article may I suggest that you

do one thing before you do anything else? Stop everything, re

alize that God is watching and listening to you, make the sign

of the cross carefully, and pray a Hail Mary as a conversation

with your heavenly Mother, asking her to help you pursue and

obtain this peace. Seek after peace and pursue it. Pursue it

Dear Reader.

Email Sister Marie Thrse at [email protected]

Sr. Marie Thrse, M.I.C.M.,

Prioress Most people

try to distract

themselves from

this desire, this

craving for peace,

by filling their liveswith noise and

activity.

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pRefeCTs ColuMna sToRyof ConveRsion

little Catholic girl,

whom we will call

Ann for the time be-

ing, loved her Catholic Faith. It

is what kept her going through-out her life. Anns parents were

of a mixed marriage with the

father being Catholic and the

mother a Presbyterian. They

were married in the rectory

(Church of the Assumption in

Peekskill, NY), the custom at

the time for such marriages. Her

mom promised to bring up the children as Catholics and she

was faithful to the promise. It was Anns Presbyterian mother

who went over the catechism with her. It was her mother who

quizzed her on the catechism questions. It was her non-Cath-olic mother who taught her the one true Faith. Even before

the marriage, Anns mother was receiving instruction from a

friend she worked with but, sadly, she did not convert.

From an early age Ann attended Mass on Sundays, most

of the time all alone. Her father would often be called unex-

pectedly before leaving for Mass to cover telephone line prob-

lems. Ann would take off on her own, walk up to the end of

the road, over a wall, through what was called forty acres,

through a wooded path, and take a shortcut by an apartment

house that would bring her into the parking lot of Saint Chris -

tophers Church in Buchanan, NY. There she eagerly ran up

the steps to attend Mass. If she was fortunate when her fa-ther was called out, she might be able to

go with her grandparents to Peekskill to

the Church of the Assumption where she

had been baptized. Ann still has the only

picture of herself in her First Holy Com-

munion dress taken that unforgettable

day. The Mass was still prayed in Latin in

those days and she loved the beauty and

solemnity of the Latin liturgy.

In later years, Anns father would drop

her off for Mass at Saint Georges Church

in Mohegan Lake, NY, again alone, andsometimes with her younger sister. Many

times he would forget to pick her up after

Mass and she would walk several miles

home. At that time, Monsignor Nugent

was the pastor at Saint Georges. Once, in

confession, the monsignor asked her if she thought she migh

have a religious vocation. She said she had considered it, bu

she thought she wanted to get married and have children.

Praying for the conver-

sion of her mother was al-ways Anns rst and prin-

cipal prayer request. Since

Anns maternal grandmother

was Presbyterian too, Anns

mom did not wish to offend

her parents with a conver-

sion. At the time the girl

knew nothing of the dogma,

Extra Ecclesiam nulla salus,

outside the Church there is

no salvation. What she did

know was that she wantedher mother to be Catholic.

Ann grew up, became a

nurse, married, and raised

a family. All these years

she continued to offer her

prayers for her mother,

whom she loved dearly, to become a Catholic. At various times

Ann brought up the idea of conversion to her mother.

Decades went by and, like Saint Monica, she prayed with

out ceasing for the woman who gave birth to her and helped

to teach her the Catholic catechism when she was a child

Her dear sweet mother, because of her good will, should be a

Tertiary* Brother John

Marie Vianney

* Third Orders, whose members are called

tertiaries, are associations of the faithful es-

tablished by religious orders. Most M.I.C.M.

tertiar ies are lay folk.

AAt the time the girl

knew nothing of

the dogma, Extra

Ecclesiam nulla

salus, outside the

Church there is

no salvation. What

she did know was

that she wanted

her mother to be

Catholic.

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Catholic! Saint Monica had prayed, and shed copious tears for

over twenty years before the heart of her son, Saint Augustine,

responded to grace.

The Catholic woman, Ann, of our story, prayed for many

more years for her mother than Saint Monica. It had happenedwhile in her twenties that her mother had contracted rheuma-

toid arthritis, and now, as an old woman, it was much worse;

she became very emaciated and frail. Now Anns husband

(lets call him Joseph for the moment), joined Ann in her

prayers. Many Masses and Holy Communions were offered

for the conversion of Anns mom.

Traveling from New England to upstate New York on

Thanksgiving eve, 2005,

Ann and her husband visited

the very ill mother. Bring-

ing in the luggage, Joseph

poked his nose into momsbedroom to say hello. He

saw a woman, formerly 59

tall, a beautiful woman, now

a mere ninety pounds or so,

crippled up, feeble and frag-

ile, lying in a large hospital-

type bed. It was obvious to

Joseph that Anns mother

was not long for this vale

of tears. He quickly went

to Ann and informed her,

You better get in there; shedoesnt look very well at

all. The two came to the

bedroom, believing Anns

mother would die at any moment.

Ann began, Mom, do you want to be baptized as a Catho-

lic? This frail, graceful lady almost bolted up in the bed and

said, in a loud clear voice, Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! Both

Ann and Joseph were happily surprised at the response. Anns

father was out shopping at the time. The two waited until he

returned and reported the news to him. Before the trip to

New York, Ann consulted with a good religious and, based

on the near-death situation, he advised that the mother shouldmake an act of faith. The three sat around the bed and Ann

and Joseph led her in the Apostles Creed. At the end of each

clause, they waited for Mom to repeat the words. At the end

of each clause they would ask her, Do you understand what

that means and do you agree with it? She would say, Yes.

When they reached the words, and from thence he shall come

to judge the living and the dead, Mom stopped and said,

What? They all knew she was compos mentis, i.e., of sound

mind. She did not understand the word thence. That was ex-

plained to her and she immediately agreed. Ann took out the

bottle she always carried with her, holy water from Lourdes

and proceeded to baptize her conditionally saying the words

I baptize thee in the name of the Father and the Son and the

Holy Ghost.There was much joy and jubilation. A toast of wine was

made and all were happy about a prayer answered, after fty

years. Within the next two weeks, Mom continued to deterio

rate. Father Sipperly of Saint Peters in Troy, New York (a friend

of Ann and Joseph), was contacted and came to the home to

supply any necessary ceremonies and to hear Moms rst

confession, give her First Communion, and Extreme Unction

During the night of February 20, 2006, she told Anns father

what a good husband he had been. She shooed him upstairs to

bed and, in the early hours of the 21st quietly gave her soul up

to Our Lord.

After her Moms conversion, Ann had sent her a bouquet ofowers in honor of the great event. Every day now she sends

her owers by way of more prayers. Fifty years of praying

paid off.Deo gratias! Requiscat in pace!

Ann is Peggy Ann Carbone, aka Sr. Elizabeth Maria

M.I.C.M., a tertiary in the Slaves of the Immaculate Heart of

Mary. Her husband is yours truly, Robert Joseph Carbone

aka Brother John Marie Vianney, M.I.C.M., Tert. Peggys

mothers name is Elizabeth Waddell (Miller) Sackel.

Email Brother John Marie Vianney

at [email protected]

Decades went

by and, like Saint

Monica, she prayed

without ceasing for

the woman who

gave birth to her

and helped teach

her the Catholic

catechism when

she was a child.

Ann, on the day of her First Holy Communion



foundeRs ColuMnhowyou losTyouRfaiTh

For the past dozen years I

have been noticing that

every now and then, with

sometimes a six months, never

less than a twelve months regu-larity, in one of the in-between

magazines in this country

and by an in-between maga-

zine I mean that sort in which

you sense here and there a cer-

tain amount of stale Christian sentiment, but never an iota

of Christian dogma (the names are too obvious to mention)

there appears an intimate confession-story from the pen of

some lapsed Catholic telling how he lost his Faith.

These revealing apologiae originate usually from one of

two sources: a) from the writer of a recent lubricous novel

which has shocked his co-religionists and won him a certainamount of temporary kudos with the devourers of scandal (al-

ways nding in the moral defection of a Catholic, who once

believed in something as sublime as the Virgin Mary, a little

more spice, let us say, than in the loss of faith by a Holy Roller

who never believed in considerably more than exercise); and

b) an unconscionable no one, whom no one has ever heard

of before, or ever wants to hear from again, but who serves

the cause for the moment by making a display in public of

the way in which his religious convictions went to the dogs

because of the unreasonableness or cruelty of some item of

Catholic teaching .

Now in the type of article I am describing you will ndthat the outstanding grievance against the Catholic Church

is persistently, monotonously, always, the doctrine of hell.

There may be other, minor, resentments, but these can

be waived. The sore spot, the inevitable and inescap-

able sore spot, is our teaching on eternal punishment.

And there is probably nothing in the world so pitiable

as the spectacle of a cashed-in Catholic endeavoring

to explain, to a public that never believed in anything

supernatural, the supposed terror aroused in his mind

as a child when he had to face the fact of damnation

and devils so propounded the example chosen is

always grotesque by some nun who told the boysin her class that if they threw stones at a church they

would incur Gods eternal displeasure; or of some mis-

sionary priest who related in a sermon how a young boy,

given to practices of impurity, saw the devil appear at

his bedside the night before he died to tell him that for-

evermore he would be writhing in pitch and blackness,

and salted eternally with ame.

Now I am greatly skeptical of statements attributing

ones religious and psychological collapse to a mental

trauma occasioned by hearing in ones youth of the horrors of

eternal punishment. I cannot believe that these authors were

constituted so vastly different

from myself and my best boy-

hood friends, to say that thehell-stories they heard drove

them out of the Faith, and the

hell-stories we heard kept us

in. And did they keep us in?

[T]he horror stories we heard

about hell, when they were

such, were on the whole emi-

nently salutary. And I will tell

you why.

A boys problem is not

the fear of retribution for sin.

A boy has a terrible sense ofjustice. His problem is a fear

that there will be retribution at all. Retribution against whom?

Against those living nightmares of everyones childhood

the bullies.

I have seen a bully take hold of the hair of a little girl, twist

it, and torture her until she nearly fainted. I have seen a bully

on a skating pond hurl a rock with a hockey-stick against the

leg of a little girl skater, cut her stocking and draw blood. I

have seen a young boy who tried to protect his sister from the

foul language of a neighborhood gang, jumped on by a group

of them and knocked unconscious in the street. I have myself

been chased into an alley and unmercifully beaten for nearlyhalf an hour by ve bullies for having done no more than ap

pear in a tough neighborhood with a violin under my arm

Father Leonard Feeney

Saint Josephs Hall with new siding, windows, and doors

The outstanding

grievance

against the

Catholic Church

is persistently,

monotonously,

always, the

doctrine of hell.



This is not one tenth of the horrors I have seen .

And what was my only comfort, my rampart, my safeguard

when, on the nights following such scenes, I lay in bed, tried

to put the worlds injustice out of my head and get to sleep?

Hell! That was my comfort. Hell and the fact that all bullies,if they went on being bullies, would some day at Gods hand

pay for the cruelties they had inicted on the innocent children

I loved.

Nor would it have done me any good in those days to have

had hell depicted to me merely as a place where one incurred

the loss of the Beatic Vision. A boys theology must be

imaginative, just as all his stories about any event. Jack must

be the giant killer if he is to receive any attention at all. So, hell

must be a place in which you suffer in terms of something you

know is suffering. And re was a splendid instrument for that.

I am not in favor of grotesque descriptions of hell that out-

strip sound theology in their extravagance. And I am all tooconscious of the danger of injuring the imagination of a child

with details of too much horror. But hell is a place of horror,

and was described so in no unmistakable terms by Our Lord,

whose great fondness was for little children. And I was always

taught that I could expect with completest condence that one

so merciful and forgiving as He would assuredly save me from

hell if I did not desert Him by joining the ranks of the bullies.

Another thing I discovered as a child, all by myself. If you

were to suppose that our religious teachers were allowing us to

be committed to hell for minor and pardonable faults, all out of

proportion with the enormity of the punishment to be received

(let us say, such as throwing stones at the Church window, orgiving way to desires against holy purity), was it not strange

that the very ones who did throw stones at the Church window,

and who did show by their language and the writings they in-

icted on the walls of latrines that their desires were reekingly

impure, were the very ones who were also the bullies, trying to

tear the hair off the heads of poor little girls?

I must confess that in later years I have wanted to tone

down somewhat a few of the descriptions of hell that I heard or

read as a child. Having been

on many occasions peril-ously near being commit-

ted there forever, naturally I

have wanted to furniture the

place with as many comforts

as the statements of revela-

tion might permit. It has al-

ways become more impor-

tant to me of late to view my

eternal damnation in terms

of the loss of the Beatic Vi-

sion, which is hells essential

sanction.But in childhood it was

not quite so. And the reason

I did not lose my faith during childhood is because no one

ever does. One loses it later on in life, by willfulness and sin

Whereupon the temptation is to become retroactive. Never, of

course, to ascribe anything to ones own fault; but rather to the

conditions of ones childhood. One can be induced to recall

with the aid of a psychiatrist, how one was once frightened by

a rat, which accounts for ones emotional instability; and then

of course, the horrible story of Dives and Lazarus related by

gruesome little Sister Genevieve, which was the root cause o

ones religious collapse.Then there is left only to doctor up a story about ones spiri

tual awakening to the absurdities of the Catholic Faith, and

sell it to one of the in-between magazines. They will take one

about once a year.

Taken and abridged from The Leonard Feeney Omnibus

And the reason I

did not lose my faith

during childhood

is because no one

ever does. One

loses it later on in

life, by willfulness

and sin.

Saint Francis de Sales, to the left of Saint Pauls House, is newly sided. The new exteriors of all three Center buildings are now complete.



The Catholic Foreign

Missionary Society of

America (Maryknoll), the

rst foreign missionary order

founded in the United States,was the inspiration of two di-

ocesan priests, one of whom

was the son of Protestant con-

verts. Father Thomas Freder-

ick Price, born in Wilmington,

North Carolina, in 1860, was

raised by a very pious mother, Clarissa, who had converted to

the Catholic Faith at the age of eighteen. This act so enraged

her parents that they evicted her from the family house and

disinherited her. After wandering about homeless, the young

convert was adopted by Dr. and Mrs. Frederick Gallagher, a

Catholic couple who lived in a nearby town. After Clarissahad paid so high a price for her faith, the good God reim-

bursed her with another Price, an Episcopalian newspaper

editor named Alfred, whom she married and later converted

by her good example but not until after they had raised ten

children. Thomas was the eighth of the ten.

Upon graduating from Saint Charles Seminary in Bal-

timore, Thomas Price was ordained in his home parish in

Wilmington, North Carolina, in 1886. He was the rst native

Tar Heel to be ordained to the priesthood. Father Price also

launched a periodical called Truth for the purpose of con-

verting every Tar Heel to the Catholic Faith. To realize his

zealous agenda, the young priest founded a seminary, Queenof Apostles, near Nazareth House. Here levites from other

seminaries would come to be trained for the mission eld of

rural America. When its doors opened in 1902, twenty-ve

seminarians checked in. The young men loved the challenge

of this rural apostolate and, upon taking their training into the

American woodlands, they converted both wayward Catho-

lics and many Protestants who had been completely ignorant

of Catholic truth. For three years, Father Prices Queen of

Apostles trained scores of seminarians for the rural mission

eld; however, when the seminary was destroyed by a re in

1905, the founder had no means to rebuild it and so he began

dreaming of a much larger apostolate.At the dawn of the twentieth century, our nation was

only one hundred and twenty-four years old. Up to that time

the Church in America had contributed very few men and

not much money to missionary apostolates in foreign lands.

In fact, the United States itself was still listed in Rome as

a mission territory by the Congregation for the Propaga-

tion of the Faith that is, until the year 1908, when Pope

Saint Pius X updated the Propaganda Fideis list of mission

lands. Father Price was determined to establish a seminary

that would specialize in training American missionaries

to bring the Catholic Faith not only to ignorant Christians

here, but to unbelievers across the globe. Meanwhile, he con

tinued publishing Truth, and he recorded his magnanimous

ideas therein.The other co-founding priest, Sulpician-trained Father

James Anthony Walsh, was the head of the Propagation of

the Faith for the Boston Archdiocese and the editor of their

magazine, The Field Afar. He, too, was dismayed over how

few priests from America served Christ in the foreign mis

sions. In the providence of God, he and Father Price met in

Montreal, in 1910, at the rst Eucharistic Congress held in

the western world. That meeting was the conception day of

Maryknoll. In June of 1911, the two priests were summoned to

Rome, where, on the 29th, the feast of Saint Peter, their society

received permission from Saint Pius X to open a seminary in

New York State. The site for the seminary was in the town oOssining, on the top of Sunset Hill overlooking the mighty

Hudson River. That hillock, which rose above all others that

elevated the rugged terrain around it, was renamed Marys

Knollby the fathers.

Before leaving Rome on that momentous visitation, the So

cietys two founders had a private audience with the Supreme

Pontiff and received his apostolic blessing. From Rome Father

Walsh went on to France to visit the brother of the recently

martyred missionary to Indochina (Vietnam), Blessed Tho

phane Venard. Father Price went to Lourdes where he spen

some days with the brother of Saint Bernadette. Then, he wen

to her convent at Nevers where he received the unusual permission to spend an entire night alone before the incorrupt

body of the young saint to whom our Lady entrusted her title

of the Immaculate Conception. Although Father Price would

never reveal what happened to him that night, Father Walsh

believed that his fellow co-founder had a mystical experience

perhaps even a vision, of both our Lady and the holy Sister o

Charity, Marie Bernadette of the Immaculate Conception. (Fo

more information, see The Meaning of Maryknoll, by Alber

J. Nevins and The Tar Heel Priest, by John C. Murrett, M.M.

In the spirit of Saint Francis Xavier, the patron of all

Catholic missionaries, Fathers Thomas F. Price and James

A. Walsh truly believed that the one true Faith and the baptism of Christ were necessary for salvation. The thought that

millions of souls, created in the image of God, were being

lost forever because of Christian indifference to their plight

was the principal motivation that drove these holy and cou

rageous priests to establish the Foreign Missionary Society

Yes, it is hard to believe that the Maryknoll missionary order

principal promoter of Marxist liberation theology and reli

gious syncretism that it was from the sixties until today was

founded on that fundamental doctrinal truth which undergirds

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Where to go? What to believe? What to do? There we

were at the most important crossroads of our lives.

The 1970s were tumultuous times in our country, po-

litically, economically, socially, and most denitely religious-

ly. Having attended a Latin Mass each Sunday since 1973 wekind of guessed that we had it all gured out. We had the an -

cient Mass, we had everything; nothing more was needed. But

was there?

Sometime in 1976, in the parking lot of our chapel, a

friend and fellow parishioner handed me a magazine I had

never heard of before. He told me to read it and to let him

know what I thought about it. Starting with the main article

on Pope Saint Pius X, I couldnt put it down until the entire

issue was devoured. Never before had I read a magazine so

clear, so simple, so Catholic, as I read in From the Housetops.

I was hooked.

Could you give me an another issue? I asked my friend.There are no more, but another issue is due soon, he assured

me.

From the magazine my family and a few friends progressed

to the books. From the books we made a personal visit to Saint

Benedict Center. From there some of us became Third Order

members. I had the honor of spending many hours discussing

the Faith with Brother Francis during my initial visit to Still

River. He spoke, I listened. He taught, I learned. He shared, I

loved it. The Faith took on life as never before. What a bless-

ing!

More than ten years ago a few of us, some Third Or-

der Slaves of Mary, others not yet, opened a store frontin a local community in northern New Jersey as a means

of spreading the Faith. We envisioned it being a Catho -

lic reading room, a miniature version of the original Saint

Benedict Center on Bow and Arrow Streets. We called

it Saint Louis IX, Catholic Education Center. The

goal was to make the knowledge of the Faith available to

anyone interested.

The front window con-

tained an all-encompassingsign proclaiming that there

is no salvation outside of the

Catholic Church. We were

hardly open when we were

visited by a priest from the

local parish. He was less

than happy with our pres-

ence and threatened a boy-

cott. For a few months their church bulletin warned the parish

ioners that we were intolerant bigots and to stay away from us

A few months later we had the second largest newspaper

in New Jersey do a front page feature on us, which led to anetwork news story coming out of New York City. All of a

sudden the message of salvation was being published by the

devils own minions; the print media and network television

This created interest in our apostolate. Not to be outdone by

our secular enemies, the local bishop issued a statement to be

read at all of the Masses throughout the diocese warning the

faithful that our bookstore did not have his approval.

We carried a few more forays into the enemy camp by way

of billboards. The rst one was displayed on a most heav

ily traveled, county-owned road. Its message was simple

an invitation, with a challenge in charity: There is no salva

tion outside of the Catholic Church. Sometime later we didanother round of ve billboards around the state. Both in

stances resulted in mass media attention. Just about all the

local newspapers covered the story, most with photos of the

billboard on the front page.

The most striking

thing I noticed when

I first visited Saint

Benedict Center

was holy joy.

loCal newswhaTTo do? BywilliaM BudesheiM

One of the several billboards displayed in New JerseySaint Lous the King Catholic Education Center, Pompton Lakes, NJ



The Center produces many excellent books and periodicals,

but there is a cost to high quality. Our group of store front lay

apostles all agreed that it would be very effective to produce

inexpensive handouts in order to arouse interest in the curious.

So, we had tri-fold brochures printed, about 250 total, eachhighlighting a particular truth or mystery of the Faith. These

consisted primarily of excerpts from doctrinal, apologetical,

and polemical books that carried imprimaturs, thereby insu-

lating us from being accused of promoting teachings that were

contrary to the teaching of the Church. Soon we had a few

hundred thousand of these tracts printed, with requests com-

ing from as far away as Australia for additional copies.

Unfortunately, the New Jersey Center has been largely in-

active the past ve years due to certain staff problems. Those

of us who are loyal to Saint Benedict Center have kept the

store front in existence, meeting people there by appointment.

The signs are still in the windows keeping the message of sal-vation before the eyes of the passersby.

The most striking thing I noticed when I rst visited Saint

Benedict Center was holy joy. Having been involved in Latin

Mass groups in one way or another, there is a tendency among

them to be always looking at how bad things are, a heavy

gloom-and-doom mentality. We traditionalists, it seemedwere always lamenting about all the moral ills, the deplorable

condition of Catholic schools, the latest irreverent, liturgica

innovation, the heretical sermons we had heard, or a plethora

of other Church scandals. But what a difference among the

religious Slaves of the Immaculate Heart of Mary! Here were

Catholics who lived and loved the beauty of the true Faith, as

well as vigorously studying it.

We have so very much to be grateful for. That one Sunday

morning, in the parking lot of our chapel, a fellow Catholic

loved Our Lord and His Blessed Mother enough to share their

positive stories of salvation in a way I never had heard it pro

claimed before. That encounter changed my life and the livesof the members of my family forever. Deo gratias.

One of our four May Crownings of Our Lady, 2011



To fRiendsofThe CRusade:

The Joyful heaRTof MaRy

But our attempt at numbering Marys joys are for our ben-

et; only God Himself could give these joys a number.

Here are the Seven Joys of the Blessed Virgin, as honored

in the Franciscan Crown (or Seraphic Rosary):

1. Annunciation2. Visitation

3. Nativity

4. Adoration of the Magi

5. Finding Jesus in the Temple

6. Resurrection

7. Assumption and Coronation of the Virgin

What is the source of Marys joy? I said above that it is not

a virtue or habit, but an act. But

if this is so, what is the virtue of

which joy is an act? According

to Saint Thomas, joy is an act of

charity:Now it is evident from what

we have said about the passions

(I-II, 25, 2,4) that love is the rst

affection of the appetitive power,

and that desire and joy follow

from it. Hence the same virtu-

ous habit inclines us to love and

desire the beloved good, and to

rejoice in it. But in as much as

love is the rst of these acts, that

virtue takes its name, not from

joy, nor from desire, but fromlove, and is called charity. Hence

joy is not a virtue distinct from

charity, but an act, or effect, of

charity: for which reason it is

numbered among the Fruits [of

the Holy Ghost] (Galatians 5:22).

(Summa Theologica, IIa IIae Q.

28 A. 4)

It is the burning charity of the

Immaculate Heart of Mary that

fructies in the act of joy. But in

this vale of tears, joy is not a per-petual state, as I have said. Saint Thomas notes that only in

heavenly beatitude is our joy full; here, it is unavoidably in-

terrupted by sorrow, for evils both physical and moral befall

us and our loved ones in the world. The sublime thing about

Marys sorrows is that they, too, come from her charity. Again,

Saint Thomas:

As stated above (I-II, 25, 1,2,3), when we were treating

of the passions, joy and sorrow proceed from love, but in

contrary ways. For joy is caused by love, either through the

presence of the thing loved, or because the proper good of the

thing loved exists and endures in it; and the latter is the case

chiey in the love of benevolence, whereby a man rejoices

in the well-being of his friend, though he be absent. On the

other hand sorrow arises from love, either through the absenceof the thing loved, or because the loved object to which we

wish well, is deprived of its good or aficted with some evil.

(IIa IIae Q. 28 A. 1)

Acts of joy and sorrow both proceed from love. Marys joys

and sorrows were perfect, because they came from the unal

loyed supernatural charity of the Immaculate Heart. And this

brings us back to the blazon on our habit. I focused on the

sword of sorrow that wounds the

Heart, only mentioning the other

emblems. The ve white roses

are Our Ladys joys, and the

ame atop is her burning charity that holy love that fructies

both in joy and in sorrow.

At the foot of the Cross, the

charity of the Co-Redemptrix

brought forth many acts of sor

row from the Immaculate Heart

But charity rejoiceth with the

truth (I Cor. 13:6); therefore

knowing that the salvation of the

world was being accomplished

the holy Virgin rejoiced there as

well yes, even there. Her joylike her love and her sorrow, was

notsentimental; it was grounded

in truth and virtue. So she could

say, far more than Saint Pau

[I] rejoice in my sufferings for

you, and ll up those things that

are wanting of the sufferings of

Christ, in my esh, for his body

which is the church (Col. 1:24).

And of his fulness we all have

received, and grace for grace,

said Saint John (1:16). The sacredhumanity of Christ is the abundant fountainhead from which

the waters of grace ow down to us, His mystical members. In

an applied sense, we can say these words of the Virgin, too, for

she is the Mediatrix of that deluge of grace. And how swee

it is to drink of the torrent of her joys. For this reason, She is

rightly called by Holy Mother Church, Causa Nostrae Laeti

tiae, the Cause of All OurJoys.

O Queen of Heaven, rejoice, alleluia!

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For more information visit cat.catholicism.org for additional details

Join us for an unforgettable conference in

beautiful Richmond, New Hampshire

Speakers include:Mr. Gary Potter,Dr. Robert Hickson, Mr. Charles Coulombe,

Dr. G. C. Dilsaver, Mr. Brian Kelly,

Mr. C. Joseph Doyle, Brother Andr Marie, M.I.C.M.

(M.I.C.M. SisterTBa)

Time: Friday and Saturday, October 7 and 8, 2011.

Both will be full days:

Registration, both days:

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$90 per person without meals.

Registration, single days:

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$45 per person without meals.

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There is a limited number of Saint Benedict Center communitymembers who are willing to host conference attendees on

a rst-come, rst-served basis; call the number below for

details. Alternatively, there are hotels in the Keene vicinity,

but reservations should be made as soon as possible because of

tourism during the foliage season.

Some include:

Best Western Hotel & Suites, (603) 357-3038;

Holiday Inn Express Keene, (603) 352-7616;

Days Inn, (603) 352-9780;

Super 8 Keene, (603) 352-9780.There are also bed and breakfast inns; call for details.

Further, there is a campground three miles from the Center:

Shir-Roy Campground (603) 239-4768.

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B

orn on November 21, 1643, in Rouen, France, this gi-

ant of the Canadian saga can ll the pages of a much

larger volume than this article can present, so I will

concentrate more on his peculiarities than his achievements,and this alone would ll half that volume. His physical de-

scription is remarkable, for he had an elongated head with

a nose too large to complement it and bushy eyebrows that

slanted downwards at their

outer edges, with eyes that

seemed on re, consumed

with uncontrollable en-

ergy. He made enemies as

easily as politicians make

promises, but this was not

due to a concentrated ef-

fort for he was obsessedwith that great purpose

in his life, his consuming

desire which became his

lodestone, that of travel-

ing the Mississippi River

to its mouth. The only true

friend he seems to have

had was an Italian prince,

Henri de Tonty, called

The Man with the Iron

Hand, an exile just as ec-

centric as LaSalle, whosephysical description ri-

vals our hero. Tonty is de-

scribed as a tall man, with

a long, gaunt face sporting

a long upturned nose and

a waxed mustache that

curved upwards. (It did not

require much in my imagi-

nation to see that if Tonty

could detach his head, and place it upside down on his neck,

then he would look much like LaSalle).

In the course of history, LaSalle has been described asmany things, but most of his contemporaries thought him

mad. At fteen, he entered the Jesuit novitiate and at seven-

teen, he took the vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.

One may well wonder how this was allowed for, from the

beginning of his spiritual formation, his superiors described

him as individualistic, opinionated, and unable to follow es-

tablished rules (mea culpa). He made demands to be sent on

foreign missions, and his demands were met with dismissal

from the Society. Free now at twenty-four, he was left pen-

niless because, according to the custom of the times, on en-

tering the Jesuits he had renounced all his property rights,

which amounted to a small fortune. It did not take much for

this restless spirit to hear the call of the wild in the Canadianwilderness.

He arrived at Montreal in 1666, and through the connec -

tions of his older brother Jean, a Sulpician priest, he obtained

a large tract of land, which

he developed into a prot-

able fur trading post. Natu-

rally, Indians visited this

post and told great tales of

the West, particularly the

Ohio and Mississippi Riv-

ers, providing the impetus

for his unceasing energy tovent. He sold all he owned

to outt an expedition to the

Ohio River and, though his

party split up, he continued

on with a few companions.

He was gone for two years,

traveling 2500 miles in ex-

ploration. But his appetite

was not sated, for imme-

diately he set out to raise

funds for his all-consuming

desire to explore the Fatherof Waters. We know of his

ultimate success in discov-

ering the mouth of the Mis-

sissippi, but few know of

the many, many failures he

endured along the way. It

seems all his undertakings

were plagued with misfor-

tune whether it be rival

fur companies, creditors, betrayals, or just bad luck but he

weathered them all in the end.

This eccentric visionary was seen many times walkingthe lanes of Montreal muttering to himself, gesturing franti-

cally, all the while ignoring the greetings of passersby. He

had a boat, which he named The Grifn,built on the Niagara

River in order to ferry his supplies to the Great Lakes. Then,

upon hearing that his creditors were sacking his warehouse

back in Quebec, he undertook a phenomenal journey in the

dead of winter, alone, to halt their activities, only to learn

it was just a rumor. What did he do? He promptly walked

back to the Niagara, a round trip of 1300 miles. To build

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Ren Robert Cavelier de LaSalle



The Grifn, he hauled iron

from Quebec, a forge, and

hired a blacksmith (aptly

named LaForge) along withsupplies needed for a two-

year expedition. This boat

he then sent to his forward

base along with six men,

but they never arrived, and

no trace was ever found

until recently when, on an

island in Lake Michigan,

six skeletons were found in

a cave. Further investiga-

tion of the lake produced

the remains of The Grifnoffshore. Such a loss would

have been enough to end

the dream of the most deter-

mined adventurer, but not

Robert de LaSalle.

There was another failure LaSalle experienced in his life-

time, an epic one, and this time there was no escape. King

Louis XIV commissioned him to colonize Louisiana and to

this end gave him four ships with three hundred colonists.

This venture was plagued by pirates, hostile Indians, and poor

navigation. Pirates took one ship, a second sank in the Gulf

of Mexico, and a third ran aground. The survivors built a fort

in Texas and tried unsuccessfully to re-nd the mouth of the

Mississippi going eastwardon foot. It was on this last

trip that his men, starved

and disgruntled, murdered

the intrepid forty-three year

old adventurer.

Like the great Bien-

ville, who followed LaSalle

and successfully found the

mouth of that great river

from the oceanside, his

body lies in an unmarked

grave. Unlike Bienville, helacked the qualities of good

leadership and, other than Tonty, he had no capacity for pick-

ing good subordinates. Both men possessed re in their belly

indefatigable energy, and a willingness to go on no matter

what the obstacle. Bienville enjoyed nothing but success, but

LaSalle, other than his one great achievement of nding the

mouth of the Mississippi on a canoe trip from Canada, en-

dured nothing but failure.

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In the course of

history, LaSalle has

been described

as many things,

but most of his

contemporaries

thought him mad.

Then, upon hearing

that his creditors

were sacking

his warehouse

back in Quebec,

he undertook

a phenomenal

journey in the dead

of winter, alone, to

halt their activities,

only to learn it was

just a rumor.

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am nulla salus and the

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R. The Lord preserve him, and give him life, and make him to be blessed upon the

earth, and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies. (Roman Breviary)

Our Father. Hail Mary.

V. Let us pray.

R. Almighty and everlasting God, have mercy upon Thy servant, Benedict, our

Supreme Pontiff, and direct him, according to Thy loving kindness, in the way of

eternal salvation; that, of thy gift, he may ever desire that which is pleasing untoThee and may accomplish it with all his might. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

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